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I was fooled by a prostitute but I can’t really do anything about it. I’m 44, divorced. My kids visit 3 days a week. And I do have a lot of things I enjoy in my life. But at 44 I’m not going to remarry and to find another partner is so difficult at this age. I met a girl outside of this store near my house. It was late and she approached my car asking for money. She was probably 20 something. But she looked good. Thick thighs and a big booty. But I could tell she was homeless by her cloths. Before I could answer she said she’d fuck me for 50 dollars. It was late and I’ll admit I made a mistake. We drive to my driveway. I wasn’t going to take her inside my home, but she pushed for it. We had sex in my bed. It was such a release I needed, but the guilt was so high after. She let herself out after I gave her the money. But then today I noticed my wallet had been dug through. 170 dollars gone. But what can I do. She knows where I live, and she could expose that I had sex with her to the police. I just wrote it off as a loss. Plus she’s like 20 and to be homeless at 20 having sex with a 44 year old is karma enough. Right?
My girlfriend and I (m/30) have been together for around 10 years now. Her family is originally from Russia. Shortly, after we got together, she invited me to her birthday party with her family. Up until then, I never met her family or knew much about them. Of course I agreed to come and got her a nice present and some flowers for her mother. I actually thought that it would be a small and quiet celebration.
Oh boy, was I wrong.
When we pulled up to her parents' house, I was overwhelmed. It was (still is) a really big house with fine decour and everything. I got rather nervous that her family would not like me as they obviously were playing in another league than me.
So, it was a huge party and all her family from all around the country and from Russia came to celebrate. And as you might know, the Russians love their vodka. Everyone was very kind and everyone wanted to drink with me. As soon as my glass was empty, another relative came my way holding vodka shots. My girlfriend was very busy talking to everyone and did not notice what happened until it was too late.
So, we danced, we took shots, the food was amazing. Until I noticed that I wasn't feeling so well. I didn't make it back to the bathroom, but puked all over myself, the floor and some landed on my girlfriend's mother... I was mortified!
Somehow, my girlfriend, her mother and her aunt managed to get me into the bathtub and hosed me down. They got me a pyjama of my girlfriend's dad and they put me to bed.
The next morning when I woke up I felt horrible. I was utterly ashamed, but still went down for breakfast. Everyone still present was smirking and laughing at me, but it seemed everything in good fun. Her mother came up to me with a bottle of vodka shortly after and asked if I wanted to do some shots. I almost puked on her again.
So I guess I just wanted to get this off my chest before our wedding in June when I have to see her whole family again.
#girlfriend #russian #vodka #drunk #puked #embarrassing #family #celebration #party #bathroom #funny #ashamed #confession #wedding #russia
when i was 10 i watched my neighbor fuck her boyfriend on the side of their house through my window they were on top of a towel and i watch his dick go in and out of her pussy i played with myself while watching it made my cat so wet and i knew he could see me. a few weaks laterly im hanging out with my older sister at a park my sister left to do some shit and i let dis boy i cannot stand lick my pussy and my neighbors boyfriend saw him licking my pussy and jerked off i never saw him again
For years now I've engaged in masturbation sessions while talking to phone helpline counsellors about fictitious issues that have a sexual undertone but never directly relate to sex. Having my mind taken off the fact that I'm playing with my cock enables me to edge for hours and with the addition of aphrodisiacs in the form of recreational stimulant drugs it can be mind blowingly intense and orgasmic for a prolonged period. I make sure I have ample time and set the mood so I can totally relax and get into my story of anxiety and guilt over my varied self destructive behaviours with my unsuspecting phone counsellor/sex operator. The more concerned and sympathetic they are the more arousing it is. They use terms like " I imagine it's very hard " or " you sound like you need to take control " and then, " what do you think you could do to relax and take your mind of it, is there an activity you used to do that made you feel good that you haven't done for a while ???, what about something as simple as taking a warm relaxing bath ???. Oh fuck yeah, sometimes I'll go all the way and take the chance by replying that a warm bath sounds wonderful, and that I'm a bit embarrassed to say but I used to use masturbation to help feel better but I'd lost interest in that. Most will respond positively and reassure you that you can talk about anything without them judging you. One even suggested masturbation as a stress relief mechanism and that if I was having trouble with the desire to self medicate with self pleasure try using internet porn as a way of sparking arousal. " really, I have seen the odd movie years ago but I guess I could have a look online, is there like, full sex and like a movie I saw once with two girls and a guy ? I ask. There anything you can think of, I'm not an expert she says but there's everything and anything people might do or enjoy sexually, really, I'd be happy if I could even find a video of a nice girl masturbating too I say, oh there's plenty of that she says as I blow all over myself trying not to moan out loud into the phone. It's terrible I know, using the wonderful souls that volunteer their time to help others but the soothing sound of a sweet caring female voice is such a turn on.......... and it's free. I get racked with guilt and shame afterwards but I do it again when I feel the need, it's like an addiction and adds another horny dimension to my portfolio of secret sexual behaviours.
I told one of my friends that I was depressed when I was 11 because my mum and dad had a divorce. Except they didn’t and they’re happily married. It’s been on my mind a lot and honestly it really bugs me. I don’t want to tell her because we’re really close and I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I told her my sister didn’t know so don’t ask her but I’m scared she’s gonna bring it up in conversation.😬 what should I do
I've always had a word turn on about being a whore. When I was 15 I really wanted to get lined up by the football team but I was also too embarrassed of the whole ordeal. I decided to give myself to them one by one separately. At first there was only about 6 guys who I thought were cute and sexy but the whole thing made me more curious about the whole team. I kept going and even got over to some of the jv players. By the end of the year I had fucked almost all of the football players on both teams. It was the best experience of my life, it made me excited for school, get good grades, and improved my status in the school. I got so used to the taste of cock that it got addicting, I could hardly stop thinking about having a medium size cock in my mouth (cuz I loved deep throating) that I eventually began thinking about my own brother's dick. He was 14 at the time. I continued this trend until I graduated, and now 34 with 3 kids, I still reminiscent about those times.
I'm about to start university and do nursing, which is something I've looked forward to for a very long time. I'm a guy and there aren't many guys who do nursing so there's normally about 3 in a class of 40 at the university I'm going to. But more and more recently I'm not so interested in the nursing and more interested in the dozens of girls on the course
Today, I had to go to see a gynaecologist but before I went there, I washed myself 'down there' with a washrag which was lying around in the bathroom. Because I was already late I just whipped over and rushed to the my doctor. After a while, I was finally sitting on 'the chair' (ladies, you know what I am talking about) and the gynaecologist started laughing really really bad. Under laughter he tried to tell me something, after a while I was finally able to understand him. He told me that he hadn't needed to 'style' my vagina for him. I looked down and saw that it was covered in glitter.
I accidentally used the cloth my little daughter uses for painting and stuff...
I had sex with an escort. I can't tell this to anyone in real life. I feel shame but I don't regret it. I think I might do it again soon.
#sex #prostitution #escort #shame
I am 50 years old and still use a dummy (or pacifier as you Americans call it). I've used it again since I was 17.
I cannot fall asleep without it. Thank God those things are also produced for adults!
I confess that I am probably still single because of this.
I was sexually assaulted as a child. That person is gone. But I’m still fucked up. I’m a good person to others. But I hate myself. I have tried everything. Even soft safe porn sort of. Well really just swimsuits. I can not move on. Meds & therapy didn’t work. What the heck is wrong with me.
I stopped fighting back because they’d hurt me worse. I wake up reliving it. I have no one to talk to about it. I’ve carried this for so long.
I am a straight late blooming 13 yo girl. It is difficult to learn my body. I have a brother and strict parents. Last night I slept at my girlfriends. She has her own room and her parents are totally cool. We got naked and touched each other. We were curious. I am ashamed and embarresed, especially because I liked the way it felt. Now I need to confess for what was wrong. Forgive me Yhwh.
#friend #lesbian #confess #repent #naked #felt #touched #ashamed #embarresed #young
The worst thing I ever did. So me and my girlfriend were 20 she used to drink and party but I never did. She was my girlfriend for two years at this time and we were each others first. We were visiting Mexico having a good time with some new friends and we were at this weird hotel with a pool and bar. It was like 1 am. She was blacked out drunk sleeping in a pool chair near the bar which was closed. All our friends were in there rooms. I was sitting across the pool on my phone. A few random people were there either sleeping or in the corners. 3 guys approached my sleeping girlfriend. They touched her boobs and were kissing her neck and lips. One had touched her privates while another had her hand in his pants. I just watched in shock as they were doing this to her. I just sat there and watched as they all did this. They even flips her over so they could touch her butt. The furthest it got was them fingering her while kissing and one guy sat her on him lab so he could touch her easier. I didn’t stop them because I was scared and turned on. They eventually left after a while and I dragged her back to our room and slept. I never told her. We are 25 now and still together and she has no clue. She had Hickeys on her neck and I told her they were from me. I always want to tell her but I just can’t. Don’t think I ever will.
What do you think... is it ok to lie to a person that is dying? That is a question I get to ask myself over and over again for the last 3 years. My Dad was very sick. I do not want to say too much about it to protect my identity, but after his diagnosis, we knew that he did not have much time left. He needed a kidney transplant and he needed one fast.
My sister and I immediately went to the doctors to see if we were a match and could save his life by giving him one of our kidneys.
I remember that my sister's appointment was on a Tuesday, mine was following the next day on Wednesday.
Here comes the horrible part... I never went to my appointment. I was drinking and partying the night before and overslept. It was such a terrible, horrible and terrifying time and I used to get my mind off things by doing a lot of wrong stuff with a lot of wrong people.
I woke up in a haze on Thursday afternoon to a frantic phone call from my sister telling me that she was no match. She was crying hysterically and beyond reasoning. I still remember that moment. I could have said that I forgot my appointment and that I would make another one. But a lot of other stuff happened before (I do not want to talk about it in detail), that I was ashamed to admit it. In this moment, I was certain, if my sister was not a match, I would not be one either.
So, I lied. I said I WAS at the appointment and that I also was not able to donate.
In that moment I really believed that the universe would not be so sadistic and evil as to let my kind and good father die because of his terrible excuse of a daughter.
Well, he lived for 3 more months. They were not able to find a match or a donor in time. And I will never know if I could have saved his life.
#father #dying #donor #match #lying #lie #horrible #death #confession #ashamed
I am 13 (female) and I masturbate to lesbian porn even though I am definitely straight. Just the fact that I masturbate is bad, and I know that it is a sin in the Catholic religion. I am ashamed of myself.
I'm a 41 year old man and happily married to my wife. I have three female cousins on my father's side, one which is the middle one is who I am very close with and are close in age. I have always spent a lot of time with her and we have had a special connection since we were younger. I recently came to the realization with the fact with what I have deep down at some level known for a long time in that I am in love with her. This is information that I don't know what to make of it nor do I want to act on it in any way shape or form. It's a simple statement of fact. She doesn't know my feelings nor feel the same way nor does my wife know. I don't want to feel this way and wish I wouldn't but it's the reality. I just needed to tell someone.
My white wife is 63 and still very attractive. She got turned on by a 30 something black man and started dressing for him. I find it so hot that I started buying her sexy outfits to wear for him. I even suggested she wear tight tops without a bra just to tease him. I would to love her fuck him!
I recently broke up with my boyfriend because we weren't clicking anymore and we undoubtedly fell out of love. It's been about 2 weeks since the break up and last night I got a text from his best friend (who is an old friend of mind as well, we used to like each other but he moved away for a few years) The message said that he moved back and wanted to hangout and catch up. We did and after a few hours of talking and smoking weed he kissed me. He said he's not looking for anything serious but was wondering if I wanted to start a friends with benefits relationship with him. I said yes. Am I being a terrible person or it is justified because we are both single consenting adults? I don't know. I feel really bad but I don't want to stop seeing him.
i feel like i’m just not a good person. that i could always do things better, that i create trouble and hurt people instead of being the ones to remove their troubles away. i always think i’m helping people and that they must think i’m nice but in reality i’m probably have little value in their life and don’t even contribute that much. i don’t know why i have such low view of myself, but now i do even more because i realize i made a lot of mistakes. im so mediocre.
I edged up to a married woman and seduced her. Now she wants to get a divorce to be with me. But I just played with her, shit...
I feel ashamed.
#married #sex #divorce #ashamed #confession
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